C65 Zhao Feng submitted
C65 Zhao Feng submitted
The freezer was full of all kinds of beer and a few drinks.
Zhang Han didn't plan to drink the beverage, but he placed some casually on the table. However, drinking the beer occasionally was also quite interesting.
"Whatever." Zhao Feng replied with a smile.
Thus, Zhang Han took four cans of beer, all of which were big bottles. He turned around to look at Mengmeng, the Little Princess was enjoying watching cartoons while Mengmeng was watching TV. Zhang Han could also relax now.
Carrying the beer, they sat down and listened to each other.
"What is it? Is there something on your mind? " Zhang Han said as he took a sip of his beer.
"I guess so ?"
Zhao Feng shook his head. His eyes were filled with bitterness.
Late last night, he had heard a piece of news. The fisherman had found a dead body on the coast of the southern region. After official confirmation, the dead body belonged to the little woman that Tang Zhan had raised.
Zhao Feng had plotted for half a year, and when he was about to get the evidence, he failed.
Since Tang Zhan was on guard against him, it would be even more difficult for Zhao Feng to act.
"Boss, I really envy you." Zhao Feng smiled and said, "It's great that you have such a good daughter and a warm life like this."
"Don't envy me." Zhang Han said lightly, "If that's the case, you will only get more and more envious."
"Huh?" Zhao Feng stared blankly for a moment, then laughed involuntarily. He took a big gulp of wine and said, "Awesome, a man should drink a lot."
"Boss." Zhao Feng looked at Zhang Han with a hint of respect and said, "You are an expert, regardless of whether it is with the saber or with the aura on your body, I can feel it."
"Yes." Zhang Han nodded.
"At first, I thought my martial arts were quite decent. However, after meeting the boss, I felt that if I were to exchange blows with you, I would not be able to last for more than a minute." Zhao Feng slowly said.
"A minute? "You talk too much, I want to deal with you ?" Zhang Han grinned. "One move."
Although Zhang Han was only at the early Qi Cultivating Stage, his body's strength was easily over a thousand pounds. When he reached the Gongji Stage, his spiritual energy could be released, and he could use his fingers to form a spell that could injure others.
On the other hand, Zhao Feng's expression froze after hearing that. He seemed to be unwilling to accept it.
He had been a soldier for many years, and naturally he had a temper. In the army, he was relatively simple and crude. If you submit to me, then I submit.
Zhang Han's words made Zhao Feng feel that he was underestimating him, and even made Zhao Feng unhappy.
Seeing his reaction, Zhang Han knew what was on his mind. With a faint smile, he stretched out his hand towards Zhao Feng and asked, "Try it?"
"Come!"
Zhao Feng's eyes flashed as he stretched out his right hand to grasp Zhang Han's hand.
The strength of the handshake could be compared to the strength of the palm. When Zhao Feng held it, he would use 30% of his strength.
Because he was afraid of injuring Zhang Han's hand, but when he held it up, he found that Zhang Han's hand was like an iron pincer, hard and unmoving.
'Interesting! '
A trace of seriousness appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes. He increased his strength to 50% and found out that the boss' hands were still the same as before.
'Hm? '
Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows as he felt something was amiss.
"Boss, I'm going to use my full strength."
Zhao Feng warned Zhang Han in a low voice. Seeing him nod, Zhao Feng gradually increased his strength.
60% strength, 70% strength, 90% strength, 100% strength.
Zhao Feng tried his best to hold the boss's hand, but the boss's hand was not moving at all. It was only when Zhao Feng's face turned slightly red that he realized he had underestimated the boss!
"How is this possible?"
Zhao Feng said with an aghast tone.
One had to know that even his former captain didn't have such strength! Zhao Feng could not think of anyone who could do this, even though he had used all of his strength to shake his hand without showing any change in expression.
"Nothing is impossible." Zhang Han shook his head indifferently, using some strength for the first time.
"Hiss ?"
In that instant, Zhao Feng felt an irresistible force weighing down on his hand, causing him to tremble in fear.
"I submit, I surrender ?" Zhao Feng's face turned pale. He felt that the boss was holding onto his hand and was afraid that his hand would be crippled. Thus, he hurriedly opened his mouth and begged for mercy.
Seeing this, Zhang Han let go of his hand, turned around to look at Meng Meng, smiled, picked up his beer and took another sip.
At this moment, Zhao Feng was staring at Zhang Han with a stupefied look on his face.
He put his hands under the table, feeling numb and unconscious. After resting for two minutes, he took a deep breath, held a can of beer in both hands, and gestured to Zhang Han.
"Boss, I'm really convinced. You're really unfathomable and powerful."
Zhang Han didn't say anything.
"Boss, you ?" What was he once like? "Is it convenient to say?" Zhao Feng asked carefully.
"You can't imagine what I do." Zhang Han smiled faintly.
This smile made Zhao Feng feel that the boss was even more mysterious. However, Zhang Han's next sentence gave Zhao Feng goosebumps.
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"You used to be a soldier?" Zhang Han said as he took a sip of his wine.
Zhao Feng's face changed as he stared at Zhang Han in shock, not knowing how to answer him.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Feng shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Boss, how did you figure it out?"
"Nothing can escape my nose... "The eyes." Zhang Han replied.
"This... "Sigh..." Zhao Feng smiled bitterly for a long time, and finally sighed, directly finishing his beer. He then sighed and said, "I was a member of the Dragonhawk Special Forces, and was ranked in the top three in my individual combat skills. There was a brother at that time, when he was on a mission, he ?"
Zhao Feng had always suppressed those memories in his heart. Now that he had started to talk, he started to talk nonstop.
"Boss, I don't regret the attack at all. If it had been you, what would you have done?" Zhao Feng sighed.
He felt that the boss was very powerful and was a person who hid his abilities well. Such an expert, in the face of such a situation, would probably retaliate even more fiercely.
However, Zhang Han's answer almost made him bite his tongue.
Zhang Han bluntly said, "I won't encounter that kind of situation."
"Huh?" Zhao Feng was slightly confused.
Of course, this was also Zhang Han's truth. Who was he? Immortal Hanyang had countless treasures. If he was Zhang Han's brother, then he would also have many defensive treasures. How could he die so easily?
"Alright ?" Zhao Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he nodded his head. He sighed in his heart at how the expert's way of speaking was so high.
At the same time, he continued, "After that, I was locked up. Two years later, my old boss found me. He said it was to give me a mission, but it was actually to help me get out of the prison. But I also have to do something for him ?"
"So you're a spy?" Zhang Han said with a smile.
"Undercover ?" "Yes." Zhao Feng nodded and said with a heavy tone, "Tang Zhan of the Yonghe Society has done all sorts of evil deeds. In recent years, his ways of doing things have become more and more cruel, so ?"
Facing Zhang Han, Zhao Feng told him the most important secret in his heart. He had suppressed it for too long, and he was also very tired. At this moment, in the restaurant, he had let go of all his defenses and was ready to talk.
"Thud, dung ?" Suddenly, Meng Meng called out twice.
"He's coming."
"Whiz!"
Zhang Han immediately stood up and turned around to leave without any hesitation.
Zhao Feng was stupefied once again. He eagerly gazed at Zhang Han's back, stretching out his hand towards Zhang Han as if he wanted to call him over.
He finally wanted to have a good chat and reveal the secret at the bottom of his heart, but the boss seemed to have no interest in his words.
Boss, can you not be so heartless ?
Zhao Feng almost failed to catch his breath.
"He's the most cherished father I've ever seen, not one of them."
The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth twitched a few times and he murmured.
After finishing the last bottle of beer, Zhao Feng saw the boss and his daughter fooling around on the sofa, so he didn't disturb them and quietly left the restaurant.
When he walked out of the restaurant, Zhao Feng laughed loudly. He felt that after chatting with the boss for a while, his depressed heart was finally released.
Sun Dongheng's family owned a software development company.
His father, Sun Ming, was a top student in the past. After working in a large company for ten years, he started his own business and had been developing steadily. However, he was not able to take care of his family.
Sun Dongheng was brought up by his mother, so his relationship with her was slightly better. Every time, he would ask his mother for money.
When Sun Dongheng grew up, his mother bought him an 80-square-foot house, which he planned to use when he got married in the future. That was why Sun Dongheng usually lived outside by himself.
That night, Sun Dongheng returned home.
"You're back. Have you eaten? Mother made a boiled fish and came to try it. " Sun Dongheng's mother said with a smile.
"No, Mom, I've already eaten." Sun Dongheng curled his lips. Having eaten Zhang Han's Egg-Fried Rice would also bring him a bit of a disadvantage.
How am I going to eat my own cooking in the future ?
"Brat, you're back? You haven't eaten, so why don't you come and sit for a while! " Sun Ming said.
After Sun Dongheng sat down, Sun Ming frowned and angrily said, "Look at you, you have golden fur. You are always showing off. Can't you be more orderly?" "He only knows how to stir up trouble in the outside world every single day!"
When Sun Dongheng heard this, he was slightly angry and turned his head away.
"It's not easy for the child to come back. Speak less." Sun Dongheng's mother reprimanded Sun Ming.
"Speak less. If he's okay with it, I don't mind!" Sun Ming said with a somewhat resentful tone, "I was only halfway through university when I was expelled because of causing trouble. It's not a disgrace!" "Now you're still fooling around outside all day long? Sun Dongheng, let's see if you can do anything about it!"
"When did I mess around?" Sun Dongheng couldn't help but be angry and loudly said, "Didn't I tell you about my fight at school? It's not my fault! "
"If it wasn't your fault, why did I fire you? "Hmm?" Sun Ming slammed his chopsticks on the table.